Lilliah Cummings lay on her side in the front seat of the car. She knew very well the man could see underneath her skirt all the way to where the white lace of her panties interrupted the line of her long, tanned leg. Even in the darkness of the night the small lights on the dash were more than adequate to show plenty of skin. She was barelegged and shoeless. She thought she felt a couple of pubic hairs sticking out of the leg band of her panties and wondered if he could see them. She had seen herself like that at home in the mirror while lying on her bed and thought it looked pretty sexy to be all sprawled out with one or two curls visible from inside the silky undergarment.

 

He was standing beside the car with the door open. She saw him avert his eyes quickly when he saw that she was watching him look up her dress. She decided he must be pretty dense.

 

"Go ahead and look, silly," she giggled. "You think I don't know what you want to see? You've had your eyes on my legs ever since I let you pick me up. I know darned well you want to shoot a little beaver."

 

He wasn't used to young girls talking about such things. He met her eyes with a start.

 

"Wait a minute, sweetheart," he said, his eyes narrowing. "You a pro or something? I thought you were just hot to trot and needed some loving. If you got money on your mind..."

 

Lilliah cut him short. "I'm no whore, mister. Just because I talk about shooting beaver, you think I'm a whore? I just liked your looks, that's all. What are you, about forty? I'm twenty-three. So what? Money has nothing to do with it. But if you're such an old fogy you get shook when you hear a chick rap about sex, then just forget it."

She started to raise up in the seat but he stopped her. He was just beginning to understand what he had on his hands. He smiled at her with greedy eyes.

 

"No. Hold it. We're going to get along fine now. I thought you were trying to pull one on me. Most girls are scared to talk about it. You want a big prick up your snatch, huh? Is that it? You want me to fill your emit full of my cock and give a nice healthy fucking, don't you?" he exclaimed.

 

His face was red and Lilliah could see he was working up steam just from talking about it to her.

 

'Oh no,' she thought, now he's going to freak out the other way and start getting hot from talking dirty. 'I want to do it, not just talk about it.'

 

"Sure I do," she agreed, "I want to have you ball me or I wouldn't be lying here with my dress up over my ass. So whaddaya say let's get it in instead of talking about it, huh?"

 

"You... you don't even know my name," he blubbered excitedly, "You don't even know my name but you want me in your pants. Don't worry, honey, you're going to get just what you want!"

 

He dove forward, put his hands on the bare flesh of her long legs, and ran his trembling fingers up to her pelvis. He jerked his pants down and kicked them off over his shoes and onto the ground beside the open car door.

 

Lilliah felt a thrill between her legs when he said he'd give her just what she wanted. He undoubtedly meant, she was sure, that he'd give her a good fuck and make her come. But she wanted more than just a routine act of love. It wasn't enough for her to have a man's penis inside her pussy -- no matter how good a lover he was. Lilliah was a girl who had to have it somewhere else too. She craved it deep inside her backside.

The flow of her love juice hadn't even started yet, but already she could feel desire in the tight, puckered rosebud of her anus. An involuntary shudder rippled up her rectum and she felt the orifice grow warm and soft. She feared to tell the man exactly what she most wanted from him. She'd done that before a few times and it usually made her partner think she was batty. Besides, every male she had ever been with had always liked it better in front... despite how hungry she was to have her buttocks receive the lion's share of loving.

 

'I hope I can persuade hint to cram his tool up my asshole,' Lilliah thought to herself. Some chicks may think it's creepy but for me it's the only way to fly.